Cock and Hoop
Lordy Lordy, gin and beef please! We could imagine imperialists eating here. Not the snotty pompous gits, no, the ones who wear funny hats, red velvet and charge into things. By no means is it overtly stately but being connected to a small and classy hotel means there is an air of rank and majesty to it. The food follows suit being expensive for steak but fair in all other areas and not forgetting it's quite tremendous. Make use of the good newspaper reading chairs and have a cheeky après brandy while you're at it.


